MTL - Your Distance-Chapter 12 0

Ting Shuang closed the door and said to Liang Zhengxuan, "Just say what you want to say, and finish it all at once. But it has been so many years, and nothing has happened next time. Don't say it over and over again. You are so old Running over, I really feel annoyed. "

Liang Zhengxuan tolerated, and whispered, "I know it was my fault. I promise, as long as you forgive me this time-" Ting Shuang interrupted impatiently: "Liang Zhengxuan, let me tell you this, I am with you at the age of seventeen, and for seven years now, if I cannot forgive you for these seven years, and then stay with you for twenty years, if you give me this again, I will not forgive you more Now? What kind of bird should I be green at that time? "

Liang Zhengxuan said a little irritably, "Don't you just deny all the decades after that, okay? You haven't been with me for twenty years, how do you know I will do it again? Can you not want something that never happened? ? "

Ting Shuang sneered and said, "The dog can't change his poop. Why, you won't let me mention it now? I tell you, it can't be done here."

"Ting Shuang, who can bear your temper?" Liang Zhengxuan pointed at the door of Ting Shuang's house and said, "I'm used to it, is he? Can he stand it? He can stand it today, two months later You look at it again? Who can not make a mistake if you stay together for so long? I'll put it here today. It's the same for anyone you change.

"Did you finish?" Ting Shuang pointed at the door with his chin. "After finishing speaking."

"Will you get the habit of rolling people all the time--" Liang Zhengxuan closed his eyes, pressed down the anger again, and slowed his voice. "Xiao Shuang, calm down for a while, think about it, okay?"

Little frost.

For a moment, Ting Shuang remembered a lot of previous events.

He stood silent for a while before saying, "I don't want to make things like this. Zheng Xuan, I know I have a bad temper, and you have always tolerated me, but me ... you know that I have a very small heart and vengeance, even if Together again, I will turn over the old account, trouble you, and doubt you all day long ... we don't need to live that life, it's too tired. "

Liang Zhengxuan just wanted to say something. Ting Shuang put his hand down and said, "You listen to me."

He pulled out the cigarette case from his pocket and took a sip as he smoked.

After smoking the cigarette halfway, he squinted a little in the lingering smoke, and spit out a few cigarettes, but also spit out a few words: "Don't ask yourself, I didn't love you to the point where I would endure that kind of life."

"I still ... love my own."

"I don't plan to do that for decades to come."

At the end of the hearing, Liang Zhengxuan opened his mouth, feeling dumb, as if saying nothing was useless. He finally knew that Ting Shuang really didn't want anything except apart. It was a long time before he said, "... you think so."

Ting Shuang walked to the bin and sipped the soot, saying, "These words should have been said long ago, but I suddenly wanted to understand."

Maybe I just understood today.

Suddenly I started looking forward to a new life.

Liang Zhengxuan was gone, and Ting Shuang took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and wanted to finish it before entering the house.

As soon as he took a sip, the cigarette filter was off his lips, and the smoke between his index and middle fingers was taken away from behind.

He turned around and saw Bo Changyi holding the cigarette he had just smoked and took a sip into the filter he had just contained.

Ting Shuang stared at Bai Changyi's lips, and unconsciously followed the cigarette between Bai Changyi's fingers, leaving the two lips for a while, and then getting closer again.

Damn it.

Want to be that white filter.

Ting Shuang couldn't help taking back the cigarette from Bai Changyi's hand, stared at the filter for a few seconds, and put it into his lips.

It's exactly the same mint flavor as before, it's no different.

He took a sip and passed the cigarette to Bo Changyi.

The fingertips touched again and again, feeling each other's lips through a filter, and the two stood outside the door, so you sipped the cigarette in one bite.

"Don't you wait long?" Ting Shuang asked.

Park Changyi said, "No."

Ting Shuang said, "That's good. Otherwise I'm afraid you'll be bored."

Bo Changyi put out the cigarette and said, "Not boring. I have finished your homework."